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Chapter 16
Mo Chen had no way to lift this abnormal status, and it seemed Ayachi Nene would likely have to endure that five-hundred-fold sensitivity and push through it on her own for the entire day.
In her current state, she truly couldn’t go home.
After watching Nene shuffle unsteadily into the activity room, Mo Chen withdrew his attention and turned to focus on Chie in his arms.
At this moment, her whole body was hanging facing him, her legs tightly wrapped around his waist, her arms hugging his neck, her entire body suspended in the air, clinging firmly like a koala.
This posture allowed him to completely free up both hands and made it easier to control the rhythm.
The battery indicator of the third phone started flashing red.
Right at this final moment, he launched his final, thorough charge.
Chie: “Ah…?”
A short, slightly hoarse sob spilled from deep within her throat.
Immediately after, her previously unfocused pupils gradually converged, her long eyelashes fluttered a few times, and her gaze regained clarity.
“Big Brother? This is… the Library?”
She blinked in a dazed manner, only then realizing that she was being held face-to-face by Mo Chen, her legs still tightly wrapped around his waist, with clear and dense palpitations still lingering deep within her body.
Mo Chen: “Right.”
Before he finished speaking, Chie had already raised her face, her warm and soft lips unceremoniously blocking his.
That was a kiss carrying a hint of eagerness and possessiveness, her tongue clumsily yet passionately probing in, their breaths mingling at an extremely close distance.
After a long while, she finally let go with a pant, her lips glistening with moisture and slightly swollen.
“Big Brother is too mean.”
She buried her burning face into his shoulder socket, her voice muffled, carrying a spoiled nasal tone, “To actually make Chie feel so good… I couldn’t remember anything just now.”
Mo Chen was somewhat surprised.
It seemed that he didn’t need to think of an excuse; she had already automatically filled in a reasonable explanation for him on her own.
Mo Chen: “Well, sorry. Should we stop for now? It’s getting dark soon.”
“No way—!”
Chie‘s arms hugging his neck tightened further, and the legs originally looped around his waist also exerted force at the same time, giving a gentle squeeze inward.
This subtle action made him let out a muffled groan involuntarily, and his body sank half a fraction deeper into her as a result.
She raised her head, her cheeks as red as ripe fruit: “The feeling just now has all been forgotten. Now, let’s start over, Big Brother.”
As she spoke, like a small animal seeking comfort, she affectionately rubbed her forehead and nose against his sweat-dampened chest.
Since she requested it like this, Mo Chen was naturally happy to grant her wish.
This body of his, blessed by the Succubus Constitution, always had endless energy.
“Ah haha, ah, whimper, gurgle gurgle~”
Accompanied by a subtle gurgling sound as if being filled to the limit,
Chie‘s body completely relaxed and let go, her entire body collapsing limply into Mo Chen‘s arms out of sheer exhaustion.
The legs that had tightly hooked around his waist finally loosened, hanging down weakly with her toes slightly curled.
“Big… Big Brother, it feels so good…”
Chie buried her burning face in his shoulder, her voice soft and hoarse, breathy as gossamer.
Mo Chen gently carried her to that heavy wooden reading chair in the Library, letting her rest against the back of the chair.
Excess fluid still couldn’t help but slowly slide down her fair ankles,
drop by drop, making an extremely faint “pat” sound in the silence, blooming a small patch of damp dark trace on the dark floor beneath her feet.
【Congratulations to the Master of Fate and partner Chie for friendly-starring with Ayachi Nene, completing an over-limit restricted performance at the exclusive map node “Library“! And for witnessing, participating in, and guiding the special event—”Ayachi Nene‘s 0721 Record”】
【Rewards: 200 Corruption Points, Shadow Projection (over-quota reward), Succubus Heart】
【Shadow Projection: From now on, the Master of Fate can perform short-distance spatial jumps via “impressions of locations in memory”. It can be activated at most five times a day. Please note that each traversal requires clearly recalling the specific symbol of that location (“the doorplate 0721 of the Library activity room”); the clearer the anchor point, the more stable the traversal.】
【Succubus Heart: The Master of Fate’s mind possesses incomparably powerful worldly desires and emotions, which can expand almost infinitely and possess specialized traits.】
【Succubus Heart is constructed from pure and surging “desires” and “emotions”, with an invisible moat naturally flowing around its periphery. Any passively effective mental interference, hypnotic suggestion, or emotional infection will be naturally isolated outside this moat by this river. If the Master of Fate actively chooses to accept it oneself, that is another matter.】
Shadow Projection can teleport directly?
This intensity feels a bit outrageous, just don’t know how short the so-called “short distance” actually is.
“Big Brother, I’ll head back first today…”
At this time, Chie also shook her head. Her legs were still somewhat weak, and she stood up shakily, fumbling to put her pants back on.
“Yeah, I’ll walk you out.”
Seeing her wobbling appearance, Mo Chen felt that it really wasn’t appropriate to let her walk back alone.
He originally wanted to use the transparent potion again, but… perhaps he could save it.
He walked to the corner of the Library, where there was a floor outlet, and his phone was lying next to it charging.
Mo Chen unplugged the charging cable and picked up the phone.
Although there wasn’t much battery left, it was still enough to start the hypnosis app for about three minutes.
“Chie, look here.”
He turned the screen toward her.
The young girl’s eyes lost focus almost instantly once again, becoming docile and hollow.
Mo Chen took her hand, closed his eyes, and clearly outlined that location in his mind—the Dagashi Store.
Fuka, the warm yellow light of evening, candies in the glass cabinet, and even the faint sweet aroma of soy sauce and snacks floating in the air.
【Shadow Projection】
In an instant, the surrounding scenery began to twist and stretch bizarrely, like an oil painting immersed in water, with colors and lines blending and rotating.
A warm small lamp lit up before their eyes, the familiar wooden signboard, the glass showcase transmitting warm light, and the familiar pattern on the noren curtain.
The Dagashi Store was already right in front of them.
The ability of Shadow Projection was not limited to Mo Chen himself; he could also bring others along to move together.
However, for every additional person brought along, an extra use would be consumed.
Today he could still use it three more times.
Simply put, this ability had a total of five “units” per day, and carrying others would deduct the corresponding units according to the number of people.
There were no pedestrians around, and no one noticed the two suddenly appearing near the store.
Mo Chen turned off the hypnosis app on his phone.
“Chie, we’re back.”
Chie blinked, gradually regaining her senses: “Are we back…?”
She raised her head to look at the sky—the sky was approaching dusk, with only half a setting sun left on the horizon, dyeing the clouds into a gradient of orange-red.
Chapter 34: Great
“Yeah, were you a bit carsick just now? You don’t look so good.”
Mo Chen said, pointing to the Dagashi Store not far away, “Do you want to eat some snacks before going back? How about a small pudding?”
“Of course! Thank you, Big Brother!”
Upon hearing about the small pudding, Chie didn’t think about anything else, her eyes instantly lighting up as she trotted toward the shop like she had regained her vigor.
“Mo Chen?”
Behind the counter, Fuka, wearing an apron, raised her head at the sound, just in time to see Mo Chen walking in behind Chie.
Mo Chen‘s heart tightened subconsciously.
Seeing that Chie had already pounced in front of the freezer, skillfully fished out a pack of small pudding, and was walking toward the counter, he hurried forward and gently grasped her wrist.
“Hmm?”
Chie turned her head, somewhat puzzled, but did not break free, letting Mo Chen pull her behind him.
Almost instinctively, Mo Chen hid her further behind his back before taking the bag of cold small pudding from her hand.
“I’ll pay the bill.”
He tried his best to make his tone sound natural.
Fuka narrowed her eyes slightly:
“What do you mean by this? Are you guarding against a thief?”
“Ah haha, of course not.”
Mo Chen gave two dry laughs, his mind spinning rapidly.
“This little girl is so reckless; she just fell into a puddle, and I’m afraid she’ll trip again by accident.”
The real reason definitely couldn’t be told.
At this moment, Chie, from her hair to her clothes, was still soaked in Mo Chen‘s scent.
If Fuka got close and noticed some unusual aura…
Even if she found out, it probably wouldn’t matter much, but Mo Chen‘s heart felt inexplicably guilty, like an elementary school student afraid of being caught by parents after getting a zero on a test.
Fuka‘s gaze lingered for a split second on Chie‘s slightly sweat-dampened bangs and somewhat wrinkled collar.
In the end, she only sighed softly, as if she didn’t want to bother.
“Fine, fine, I know you two have a good relationship.”
She didn’t ask further, turned around briskly to grab a small paper bag, packed the small pudding inside, and handed it over.
“No need to pay, just take it.”
“Take it.”
Mo Chen handed the paper bag to Chie.
“Thank you, Big Brother!”
Chie happily accepted it.
Fuka looked at the clock on the wall that had ticked past seven: “Right, the store is about to close soon.”
“Mo Chen, do we need to cook for one more person tonight? Though I might not be sure about a child’s portion.”
She said, looking at Chie with a hint of expectation.
“She has to go back to her own home to eat.”
Mo Chen quickly explained.
“Goodbye!”
Chie, acting completely carefree, swung her bag and ran off briskly.
Watching her distant figure, Fuka pulled down the store’s rolling shutter while asking softly:
“Mo Chen, that child… is she an adult? If she’s a minor, Mommy here will be in a tough spot.”
“She’s already a university student, completely legal.”
Mo Chen replied with a straight face immediately.
“Well, is that so—”
Fuka seemed to heave a sigh of relief, then changed the subject, asking while unlocking her electric scooter:
“Right, your first day of university today, did you learn anything? As a university student, you must have learned a lot of useful knowledge, right?”
“Lear— learned…”
Mo Chen was momentarily at a wordless loss.
He couldn’t possibly tell her that he spent most of his time today in the Library entering “actual combat operations” with Chie.
“My first day was mainly about getting familiar with the Library‘s environment,” he quickly adjusted his expression, saying with a righteous face,
“and I successfully joined a club, having friendly and in-depth communication with the club members.”
“Official classes haven’t started yet, and I also had some biological discussions with a junior female student of the same grade in the Library.”
His tone was as sincere as a model student.
“Is that so,” Fuka straddled the electric scooter, turned back, and smiled at him, “Then I can rest assured. Hurry up and get on.”
Mo Chen looked at his home not far away: “Actually it’s not far, walking back is…”
Fuka: “So much talk, then you can just walk back by yourself.”
“Wait! I’ll ride!”
Mo Chen honestly sat sideways on the back seat.
The small electric scooter started smoothly, and the evening breeze gently blew past.
At this moment, he felt his phone in his pocket vibrate once.
Taking it out to look, it was a message sent by Marina in the afternoon:
Marina: “Dad, are you coming home for dinner tonight?”
Mo Chen replied: “Depends on the situation, might go back to eat a little later. Don’t leave too much.”
After all, now that he had the ability of Shadow Projection, traveling back and forth between his own home and Aili’s home was just a matter of a thought.
Marina: “Mn, I’ll leave food and meals ready for Dad.”
Dinner time, at the family dining table.
“University isn’t fun at all, and I can’t see Big Brother all day long.”
Suou Yuki poked the rice in her bowl and muttered discontentedly,
“It must be that some girl in university coaxed Big Brother away, hiding in some dark corner on the first day and exuding a beastly aura towards her, right?”
Her inexplicably accurate “guess” almost made Mo Chen spit out the rice in his mouth.
“Cough, cough cough…”
Qiong, sitting aside, silently put down her chopsticks, reached over, and gently patted Mo Chen‘s back.
There was little expression on her face.
Qiong: “Good grief.”
Then, she extremely naturally used her chopsticks to pick up a piece of fried chicken nugget and delivered it to Mo Chen‘s mouth.
Qiong: “Open your mouth.”
Then she casually picked up another piece of chicken nugget and handed it to his mouth.
Qiong: 【Great, he and that Yuki person didn’t stick together at university.】
Qiong’s inner voice carrying a trace of tiny jealousy inadvertently drilled into Mo Chen‘s mind.
Fuka smiled to smooth things over: “Alright alright, wouldn’t it be fine to let Mo Chen take you around the university more often normally?”
“I will, I will.”
Mo Chen answered vaguely.
Before his voice fell, the small hand that was stuffing the chicken nugget into his mouth trembled almost imperceptibly.
“Then where is Big Brother taking me tomorrow? The rooftop or the small woods?”
Suou Yuki immediately pursued eagerly.
Qiong silently withdrew her chopsticks, her expression seeming to move slightly.
Qiong: 【Mo Chen wouldn’t go to the university’s small woods and rooftop with her and do that kind of thing, right?】
Fuka chimed in timely: “It’s the Library. He went to study at the Library today; he went to study seriously on his first day.”
“The Library? Big Brother actually loves studying this much?”
Suou Yuki deflated instantly, dragging out her voice,
“Then forget it, it sounds boring to death.”
Suou Yuki puffed out her cheeks, losing interest. “Open your mouth. Open your mouth.”
Qiong’s voice sounded again, her tone sounding flat, yet vaguely revealing a trace of irrepressible joy.
A very shallow, almost imperceptible upward arc flashed across the corner of her mouth.
Qiong: 【Great, truly great.】
Following closely, she steadily picked up a meatball with her chopsticks, and handed it to Mo Chen‘s mouth more briskly and neatly than before.
Chapter 35: You, could you be quite a playboy?
After dinner, Mo Chen took a shower, returned to his bedroom, casually shoved the Library key into his pocket, and checked his phone again—the battery was sufficient.
He lay on the bed, closed his eyes, and clearly outlined that scene in his mind: the spacious and quiet Library, when leaving with Chie in the afternoon, the crime scene hadn’t been cleaned up yet in time, so he had to come back to clean it up.
In addition, given Ayachi Nene‘s state, if she really intended to make do for the night in the activity room, he might need to go over and take a look to help out.
【Shadow Projection】
With a slight shift of his mind, the soft touch of the bed beneath him suddenly disappeared, replaced by the hard and flat support of the wooden chair beneath him.
The warm light in the bedroom was instantly replaced by a dim darkness, with only the distant emergency exit sign emitting a faint green light.
The air was filled with the unique cool scent mixed with paper and dust.
Mo Chen had returned to the Library.
After his eyes briefly adjusted to the dim environment, Mo Chen groped his way toward the utility room next to the restroom and retrieved a rag from inside.
He returned to the corner where he had stayed with Chie in the afternoon, carefully wiping away the damp marks and water stains he had left behind.
After all, they were just liquid traces, and cleaning them up wasn’t strenuous.
He didn’t forget Ayachi Nene‘s table corner either, cleaning it up completely along the way.
Finally, Mo Chen clapped his hands and walked in front of the activity room hanging the metal doorplate “0721”.
Click.
The slight sound of the door lock springing open was exceptionally clear in the silence.
“Ah… Ha, haha… Wu.”
The moment the door was pushed open a crack, a repressed and self-forgetful low moan rushed over—and then abruptly stopped in an instant.
A warm-toned fluorescent tube was lit on the wall of the activity room.
